Tree of Life Triptych
These three paintings tell the story of my spiritual journey . Autumn when we shed all our fears, failures, Self-pity, guilt, jealousy and envy. As we progress on life's journey and look back [Read more...]
These three paintings tell the story of my spiritual journey . Autumn when we shed all our fears, failures, Self-pity, guilt, jealousy and envy. As we progress on life's journey and look back [Read more...]
As we emerge on the other side of the tree of life, we find more unity within ourselves. We are beginning to become our true selves.
Winter. when in the dark days and nights, we begin to meld the different aspects of ourselves together in our search for our true self.
The forest ahead of me, Bare branches reaching into the mist. I look for the path before me Under the damp fallen leaves. My shedded past. My feet shuffle [Read more...]
We had an assembly every morning in elementary school. A teacher would come into the playground with a handbell. The ringing of the bell was our cue to line up in classroom rows. The youngest went [Read more...]
Being a costumer means dealing with fabric, scissors, pins, tape measures, and delicate matters. My entry into this world began during the Festival of Britain in 1951. I was a 17 year old assistant to [Read more...]
My mother was a great gardener. She had a green thumb and everything she planted, grew. True, we nourished the soil with used tea leaves, soot from the chimney, and horse manure collected from the [Read more...]
It was a plain brown box with a long cord, so you could hang it over your shoulder. Inside was this ugly rubber mask with a breathing filter and straps to hang it over your head. Every day it went to [Read more...]
On Sunday September 3rd 1939, I was three months away from my sixth birthday. The french doors were open onto the backyard where I was playing. My mother was busy hanging the washing on the line. It [Read more...]
There is a dragon in my basement. I found him one morning when I left my attic and went exploring. He was asleep. I crept away, unwilling to wake him up. The house I lived in was full of empty [Read more...]
I sit down and smooth my dress, feel the silkiness beneath my fingers. I look around. The long table is set with gold plates. Gold silverware beside them. Linen napkins and finger bowls wait for [Read more...]
I've been scanning some recent paintings. One is really interesting. It is the result of slashing water and paint onto the paper. Letting it run into shapes. As I continued two figures appeared in [Read more...]
It's hard not to be distracted when writing. That's what digestives are doing to me now. Digestives are McVities biscuits covered in dark chocolate. They are making me really happy, and bring back [Read more...]
Time for me to practice writing a blog. What am I going to do with this blog? Have a place where I can express my thoughts, share my paintings and share my writing. Who is going to read this? [Read more...]
I'm reading the instructions as I write this, and I am now filling in the blanks. Now I have to select a category if needed? Do I need one? I'm not sure. Explanations are below. So I go to screen [Read more...]